Thursday, April 12, 2007
2600 Fulton
This was the last of our gardens, and strangely we deliberated over its location more than any but the first. We drove around northeast Houston for an hour or two, but ended up heading back toward 45 and settling on this spot, which was one of the first places we had considered.
Joel looking manly fierce with the thatching rake.
Joel looking manly fierce with the thatching rake.
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